Additionally I was having the most wonderful dreams. They were so vivid and lifelike. It was like I was reliving my life. Except something was differe...t and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I was back at home with my parents, going to school, having birthday parties and other family celebrations. I moved onto high school and then college. At college I ran into Jim again. This time however I wasn't his roommate. I was his girl friend and I was deeply in love with him. He was also in love. That was always a pleasant feeling and this was no exception. It usually meant she was going to kiss me, too. This time proved to be no exception either. We finally released each other breathing heavily. Karen put her head on my shoulder and was smiling happily.My mom said, "Karen, is there anything we can do for your wedding?"Karen smiled, "No, Brad and I have it all handled with my parents. All you have to do is show up for the rehearsal, dinner, wedding, and reception." She grinned, "You. Shorts were out, since the last thing she needed today was Randall humming a ZZ Top song whenever she walked by. James finally gave in to her initial idea, and pulled on the light grey sweatpants. Her mother would probably give her garbage about wearing them, but she figured that she could just point out that the entire reason they were taking this little trip was to get clothing.James was tempted to dig in her wardrobe for the most offensive t-shirt she had, but she once again pulled back on. I didnt even want to dance that night, and I was really good at dancing. I ended up working in the photo booth taking pictures for the yearbook. As everyone left, I gathered my things, and left with a sadness like no other. My first date, sucked. My first boyfriend, embarrassment. My first kiss, about to happen. We walked out, among other nerds who had went stag to the dance. It was raining hard outside, and my mom was waiting at the other end of the school to pick me up. Thanks for taking me.